09-06-2016, 10:27 AM
Maribel
The mare knows the importance for her girls to meet other foals. These young friendships can forge great bonds later on in life but at the very least, the two fillies need to so run and play and stretch those spindly legs. Their energy was contagious and their desire to play was ceaseless. Perhaps, Mari just needed them to go play so she can take a rest.
Blue eyes are looking at the entrance of the playground. The winter had left much of Beqanna quiet, sleepy. The white and gold woman moves over the icy lands with much ease from her life before in the Tundra. She calls a greeting to the stallions, a smile brightly placed upon the gold of her lips as the two fillies walk shyly behind.
"Hello there!" Mari calls to the small family before stopping a bit off, the little blue filly stops in front of her mother though her sister, a yellow and black ombre, sticks closer to her mother's side. Maribel gives a small greeting before she looks to the beautiful little bay girl, admiring her icy points. The woman dips her head closer to the child. "Would it be okay if my girls could play with you?" Sapphire depths look to the stallions, hoping they didn't mind, but let's be honest, Maribel would like to have a conversation with someone that knew to not bugs or cover themselves in mud willingly.
"I'm Maribel, this is Arete-" She places a little kiss on the brow of the yellow and black filly. "and this is Alivia." Mari nudges the small rump of indigo filly.
And when she laughs you'll always take notice.
'Cause her heart's charm will shine right through it all.
'Cause her heart's charm will shine right through it all.